Luyện nghe bài hát Glide

Yo, Inspectah track
break back Yo

A message of a
50 hot track leaking out the Lexus
hot, Cyclops, cyborg boulders
Call shop of horrors, just smoking in my holster
Whip and boil, ?lugotan? hurricane the
Daily operation, bullet tingle farther
8 seconds a scar your style buccaneer
Round table revolve around ten
you, got all the riches
Think you poli bitches
You could run the fuck opponent, with the glitches
The swiftness, hit the spots are vital
Shake the ground decent, like 3 of dyno

My administration deceive the
Start the generation by artificial insemination
Contaminate stations, for in the making
camps, Assassinate for industry domination
Abomination, The Competition and you mistaken
I'm a warhead bomb evasion
Extermination of the next man, when the Germans
We burn this for occasions, regardless I see expiration
Preparation sweatin,
I cassette deck and eject your for air time
Blow a hole through your brain so you can with a clear mind
A of hard rhyme, and slang cracking in spare time

Crime
We with the undisputed, routin toutin
21 gun solutin, new
Wu-Tang, slang bang unit
Put us in cassette deck, yo, improvement
Smash and blast the shit, I'm doper than
makes you level through the devil
And never
The is hot, like bullet snatch pots
And hot
Fully operational mmhmm
The uncanny, panty man
Crock, by the hook of the candy man
Look, now you caught up in the
Rap and my appetite destruction

Today's day, The bomb dropped on America
Human civilization in treble concentration camps
amps blown, Speaker abduction
The Mad weed corruption
From The brain cells
Its sucker season. fuck treason
Blast as you trespass, enters your mouth and exits your ass
Impregnate the math, then give birth to a
of speech drew form, with 8 arms
Napalms, collapses stages you on dominate
Drama face, abominate, sling crack behind the black high
The nine the hearts of men
the cartridge in
Off the like telemarketing sales condone over the phone

Danger
Capone alone, in a terradome Stalon
With a great cannon, bones swollen
Straight ways scanning
All you roaches lay down I the brain damage
the banners, the green gamma ray
Gain up the data, Scatter
Then a dark part D and you used to play all day
The ray sound stung you, You kung fu the cleaner
From line I gun you for fun
Dial
Someone down the tunnel son
1-2 Check fronts
Captain Crunch, on you for lunch
You punchbag drunk, headed monk
Top bunk, chunk your trunk full of
and bump stop humping me
Ruff a sucking muthafuckas,
Ducking my shit just

Other made a big mistake
Fronting on the mic that's great
What? how you want it or baked
I in right through the heart of a snake
Sceam at mapps, what we can take
Til the day we die, meet the pearly
Golden Arms going strong, I'm weight

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